"No!" Percy responded immediatley. "No surprise colours." He sighed. "It... was an accident. Have no worry for it."
He watched despondently as she made herself at home on his sofa. The only thing saving her from a scolding was that her feet were not perched upon his coffee table. He quickly realized that his current line of questioning would get him nowhere, so he decided to do as she'd said and fetch them some tea. For now.
He stepped into the kitchen long enough to put on the kettle, then returned to wait for the whistle.
"Is Mum all right? Dad? Has the Burrow fallen over?"